Sunday, November 25, 2012

Last Day of Freedom

I start tomorrow.

So today was my last day of 'being unemployed'. In 12 hours I can hold my head up high, and like a non-loser, I can say, "yeah, I got a job." ("So, sorry, I can't go out tonight. I'm tired." Or, "I wish I could join you tomorrow afternoon doing REALLY FUN STUFF, but I can't I have a job.") Sigh sigh sigh. Only fourteen years til retirement.

Only 10 hours til my first staff prayer time.

Oh. My. Stomach.

WHY am I such a basket case? Seriously. No, really seriously, this is friggen embarrassing.
THANK YOU friends who have been praying me through this. I am the luckiest person, holy cow. All day long, messages of encouragement and promises of prayer. Thank you people. I will pray for each of you tomorrow afternoon if I survive. :)

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So.
Today.

I spent the morning watching my favorite 18 year old girl play soccer. It was a glorious Sunday morning, and I loved every minute. She is the goalie, and smiled the entire time.